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Sorry it took me so long to update, no excuses. But hey, at least I did.
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Chapter 2
As Harry slowly regained consciousness, he could faintly hear a feminine voice humming a soft melody somewhere to his left and the whistle of a teapot in the background. The humming stopped and the thump of small feet raced into the kitchen to take the tea off the heat. As soon as he was sure that she was out of the room, Harry opened his eyes. Lifting himself up on to his elbows, so that he could see more from his position on the couch, he quickly surveyed the small flat. It was very tiny, a small kitchen, living/dining area, a bathroom, and a bedroom. All the doors were opened so he could see into every room. The woman came back in to the room with two steaming cups of tea.
"Oh good your up." she said kindly "I've brought you some tea and advil, you've probably got a pretty nasty hangover, so I hope it helps. My names Rose by the way. Rose Black. But please call me Rosie. What's your name?"
"Oh, uhhh...my name is Harry Potter." I said." Listen Rosie, I just wanted to thank you for saving me back there on the street. Umm.. if you hadn't came back I probably would have died."
"No worries, Harry, I'm sure that you would have done the same for me." said Rosie, waving her hand, as if to dismiss the comment.
"But, I was wondering how you got him to stop. It can't have been terribly easy."
"Oh," she said "I just did what my old social worker told me to do when I was younger, if I was in trouble or being attacked or some odd thing like that."
"And that was?" I pressed
"Well, I simple went up behind him, and give him a well place kick in the groin."
Ha, that would have taught Malfoy. He had probably been in about as much pain as I had been at the time. But of course, I winced anyways.
"Well, Harry it is about 3 in the morning, and to be honest with you, I am dead tired." Rosie said, trying to stifle a yawn "The bathroom is the door on the right, and I'll lay out some extra blankets incase you get cold. Don't be afraid to come and wake me up if you need anything. Now I'll be going to bed, and I think that you should probably rest up as well. Good night, Harry."
"Good night, Rosie."
The next morning, I woke up to the smell of bacon. Getting up off the couch, I slowly made my way into the kitchen, eager for food and coffee, and feeling better then I had in a long time.
I walked in and found Rosie at the stove frying bacon and eggs, facing slightly away from me, and not having seen me yet. This gave me a chance to study her profile for the first time.
Rosie had long, dark brown hair that fell in soft ringlets down here back, stopping just before they hit her bum. She had a very nice bum as well. Wait, why was he thinking that, he had only just met this girl, he thought. Oh hush up Harry and get back to what you were doing. Oh yes let us see, those are diffenitly interesting PJ's. Rosie was wearing a pair black basketball shorts, some sort of dark orange cami, and a lime green sweater vest that was a bit to big, there was also a delicate gold chain around her neck that dipped below her shirt. She was a little bit chubby, she had nicely shaped legs and arms, and she was a little short probably about 5'3" or 5'4", coming up to about his shoulder. he then turned his attention to the profile of her face. To be honest, it was quite breathtaking. It was small and oval shaped, everything perfectly symmetrical, large hazel-green eyes, surrounded by dark lashes, a small pert nose, full bow shaped lips, high cheek bones, and clear pale skin.
"Oh, hello Harry, I'm glad that your finally up. I've made you some breakfast. I really hope your not vegan or anything like that, but if you are then I've got cereal as well." she greeted kindly, offering me a plate full of food.
"Uh... thanks." I replied stupidly, taking the plate she had offered. Why was I acting like this around her. I usually became fast friends with most girls, but with Rosie, I could barely force a word out.
She handed me a fork and lead me out to the small dining table, pulled out my chair for me, and then sat down in the chair opposite me. we sat there in silence for a few minuets while I ate. When I was done, she took my plate and asked me if I wanted more, to which I replied by nodding my head. She walked in to the kitchen, and back out again a few moments later with a full plate of food in her hands. setting it down in front of me, she sat back down.
"Are you feeling better now that you've had some rest and food?" she asked.
"Yes, I am feeling much better actually. Thanks, by the way for breakfast, I very much appreciate it. I should probably be going soon though, I really don't want to intrude." I said, I guess it's time for the boy who lived to be back out living on the streets. Yay for me!
"Oh, no worries Harry, you weren't intruding at all, I mean it's not as though I had anything better to do anyways. Just let me change and then I'll drop you off at your apartment, or house, or where ever you live."
"Oh no, it's fine, I'll just walk." can't let her know I'm on the street, then she'll want me to stay here while I'm getting off my feet, not that that would be a bad thing, but...I mean..what I'm trying to think is...uhggg...you know what Harry, just shut up your only embarrassing yourself.
"Ok then, is there anything else I can get you before you leave?"
"Umm...I guess I could use a glass of water or something." I said, trying not to make it sound like I was to eager to leave, after all Rosie had been extremely hospices, and I didn't want to be rude or anything.
Nodding her head, Rosie walked in to the kitchen, and Harry deciding to follow her, got up and went as well. When he got in he found Rosie reaching up into one of the cupboard for a glass. She took one out and was about to shut the cupboard when a glint of gold caught Harry's eye.
"Hey Rosie, what's with the fancy gold cup on the top shelf?"
"Oh, you mean that old goblet? It's just some odd family relic that I inherited when I turned 18 a couple years ago. It's pretty interesting, it's got a badger or a wombat or some odd creature on it, and a couple of odd words, that I'm gonna assume are like Latin or something. I really don't know...Would you like to see it?" she asked, taking it down from its place on the shelf
"Yes, please." Harry said excitedly, reaching for it, to give it a look. If that cup was he thought it was, then he had just found his first Horcrux.
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